Faith poems
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London - in Imitation of the Third Satire of Juvenal
© Samuel Johnson
'--Quis ineptae
Tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus ut teneat se?' ~ Juv.
The Death Of President Lincoln
© Joseph Furphy
Now let the howling tempest roar
For Booth can feel its force no more;
Now let the captors bend their steel
Against the form that cannot feel
Their tyranny has spent its hour
And Booth is far beyond their power.
Vision Of Columbus - Book 9
© Joel Barlow
Now, round the yielding canopy of shade,
Again the Guide his heavenly power display'd.
Fontenoy. 1745
© Emily Lawless
OH, BAD the march, the weary march, beneath these alien skies,
But good the night, the friendly night, that soothes our tired eyes.
Epitaph On A Jacobite
© Thomas Babbington Macaulay
To my true king I offered free from stain
Courage and faith; vain faith, and courage vain.
The Spagnoletto. Act I
© Emma Lazarus
SCENE--During the first four acts, in Naples; latter part of the
fifth act, in Palermo. Time, about 1655.
The Purgatory Of St. Patrick - Act II
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
PHILIP [aside]. If to find my death I come,
Why precipitate my doom?
But so patient who could be
As to not desire to see
What impends, how dark its gloom?
Idea LXI: Since there 's no help
© Michael Drayton
SINCE there 's no help, come let us kiss and part-
Nay, I have done, you get no more of me;
Art
© Washington Allston
O Art, high gift of Heaven! how oft defamed
When seeming praised! To most a craft that fits,
The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 7
© Publius Vergilius Maro
AND thou, O matron of immortal fame,
Here dying, to the shore hast left thy name;
Peace
© Sir Henry Newbolt
No more to watch by Night's eternal shore,
With England's chivalry at dawn to ride;
No more defeat, faith, victory---O! no more
A cause on earth for which we might have died.
Forever
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
He heard it first upon the lips of love,
And loved it for love's sake;
OGradys Little Girl
© Alice Guerin Crist
Her hair was dark and curly, floatin to the saddle bow,
Her laugh was frank and girlish, and her voice was sweet and low;
When I was one-and-twenty, sure my heart was in a whirl,
Ridin neath the blossomed gum-trees with OGradys little girl.
Blessings On Children
© William Gilmore Simms
Blessings on the blessing children, sweetest gifts of Heaven to earth,
Filling all the heart with gladness, filling all the house with mirth;
Don Juan: Canto The Second
© George Gordon Byron
Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations,
Holland, France, England, Germany, or Spain,
Ich Hatt' Einen Kameraden (I Had A Comrade)
© Johann Ludwig Uhland
Ich hatt' einen Kameraden,
Einen bessern findst du nit.
Die Trommel schlug zum Streite,
Er ging an meiner Seite
In gleichem Schritt und Tritt.
In February
© George MacDonald
Now in the dark of February rains,
Poor lovers of the sunshine, spring is born,
The earthy fields are full of hidden corn,
And March's violets bud along the lanes;
Sonnet 38: The Children of the Night
© Edwin Arlington Robinson
Oh, brother men, if you have eyes at all,
Look at a branch, a bird, a child, a rose,
Or anything God ever made that grows,
Nor let the smallest vision of it slip,
Till you may read, as on Belshazzars wall,
The glory of eternal partnership.
